Author: Michael Flett

“You want weapons? We’re in a library. Books are the best weapon in the world.” Thus spoke a travelling Doctor while trapped in the Torchwood Estate in 1879,

If the past is another country then the future is an undiscovered country, something imagined rather than remembered where the hope is that things will be better but

Running in parallel with their similarly structured sensory experiences Coma and Séance, Darkfield’s Eulogy conducts its participants, expected guests, to their assigned booths from where they will be

Aboard the Aionos Space Station, the gods play with the mortals on the Earth below, quite literally, the god of the underworld Anubis broadcasting her show Trials of

It’s a new town for teenage Sara, her parents hoping that she will make the best of it and find the right kind of friends at school and

It should be a day of celebration for Polly Ann and Peter Horn, the birth of their first child, mediated by all the advanced medical techniques of the

Sat at his desk topped by an embroidered cloth, around him the tools of his trade, a telescope atop a tripod, sketches and diagrams of the phases of

The year is 1617 though the time is in many ways irrelevant in that the story could be told earlier or later, a young man raised in isolation

Another night in Adelaide and another house party of smoking, drinking and lighting the candle before taking hold of the embalmed hand and saying the words “talk to

If war is chaos, then so is filmmaking, particularly when the director is the already notorious Sam Peckinpah whose films were as known for their violence and nihilism